This weekend I stunned myself, my neighbours and almost everyone who knows me by finally venturing from my condo in search of new clothing.
You would think, looking at me, that I care nothing for my appearance. That I’m one of those clowns who will wear anything because … well, in the absence of pride there is western civilization trailer park casual wear.
But you would be wrong! I like clothes! I like them so much I am finicky. But …!
Designers do not design for people. They design for themselves. And they aren’t very good at what they do! Why else do you think they use models that don’t look anything like the people who will actually wear their clothes? Because they would actually have to do some real work, real design. Being a lazy person myself, I know exactly where they are coming from.
Perfect example … I bought a jacket. A sports jacket. I love sports jackets so when I saw this little number I said, “Yeah! Gotta get back to sports jackets!” I’ve been missing them terribly.
So what do you think the bonehead who designed this thing did? He put fake pockets on the inside lining. You know, real jackets have actual pockets – it’s one of the reasons I like them. But the idiot who designed this decided it was a lot easier to put a fake pocket there rather than a real one. It would look so cool!
Who on earth looks at lining? What possible purpose does a fake pocket on the inside lining serve? It’s worse than lazy. Worse than incompetent. It’s just plain freakin’ stupid!!!
It’s sort of like building a house and painting a garage door on it rather than actually building a garage. God help you when Dad comes home three sheets to the wind and parks the car.
People of the world unite! How much longer are we going to let people design clothes strictly for magazine photos, and with no regard to function? Without a smattering of concern for the people who will actually wear these clothes?
Forget about men …Women! Think what you’d save in therapy, diet plans and self-image if you could actually buy clothes that looked good on you, as opposed to this week’s anger management escapee model with the look-du-jour?
Darn … this was such a lovely day. I was really hoping I’d post something other than a rant. Ah well, maybe tomorrow …
(This post is kind of an aside and it’s actually a repost from September of 2005. But I stumbled on it this morning and liked it so I decided to repost here.)
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